Just another Tuesday. Work, Meeting, home. Sunday came back home today from the Vet’s office. She was fixed. I felt sad at the thought that her total girl insides were ripped away and she is left with an awful scar. It made me sad to know that she’ll never be a mommie. Maybe she didn’t want to. Dale said that it’s the “socially responsible” thing to do. Yeah, I know. I cannot imagine losing all of my girl parts. Just getting a monthly period sets me back a little, knowing that I am again losing more eggs.
I went to Starbucks to meet the women for coffee before the meeting. It’s lovely knowing that you can just show up there and people will be there that you know. There is a visitor here that I met for coffee, she’s nice and I hope I can get to know her better.
Then the meeting, as always I heard what I needed to. I left a little early so I could go to the mall and pick up my ring. I’d had to have the prongs all replaced because Angel, my cockatoo decided to eat them and he bent them. $200 down the drain. Goodbye money! Pain in the ass bird.
I got home and Dale explained another Tuesday evening while Mom is away. We have a nail in our truck tire, Sunday pooped on the carpet upstairs. She picked a good time, while Dale was putting Luke to bed. He had to put Angel outside for a little while because he was screaming. Jessica notified Dale that the place she has been sleeping in her room has bugs around it. She hasn’t been sleeping on her mattress because her mattress is in the garage. Why? you ask…. Well, Kilborne has taken to peeing on it. So we are trying to air it out rather than buying a new bed.
It never ends, and I guess I don’t want it to. Never a dull moment around our house, life is good.
